Luyện nghe bài hát Vultures

You'll the cross only fits,
When your hands and are nailed to it.
"Can we get a picture the pauper,
And another the prince?"
Ma'am, He's got your daughter in his fists.

To the and girls,
alabaster,
But to his brothers, just bastard.
a story about a girl; enough to make you sick,
And how she made him of her gracious hips,
She's a way to crown his fingertips.

We'll apart your smile tooth by tooth.

show them where the bad ones go.
Another case of a sheep bearing a nose.
show them where the bad ones go.
Color you criminal, paint black lines on bones.

all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased and selling cheap.
What below? He wouldn't know.
So let's them where the bad ones go...

You curse the tail between legs;
faced and black jawed,
Your innocent robbed from your bedroom in the night.
A lesson the learned:
If your skin fit,
Don't sell your just yet.

If the herd is the temptation that the can't evade,
"We ate all forbidden and retreated to the vineyard,
To the void in we dwell.
With a tortured and heartaches we'll sell
I'll be the and body if you'll ring that bell."

We'll take your smile tooth by tooth.
Let's them where the bad ones go.
case of a sheep bearing a broken nose.
Let's show where the bad ones go.
you criminal, paint black lines on your bones.

Wake all the children from sleep
robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap.
What lives below? He know.
So let's show them the bad ones go...

go down in history
notebooks, pens, and melodies.
But you're from all of us.
You're running from all love.